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paradisalost2009-01-03 12:54 am
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07 - Thinking Thoughts
[look, it's an actual journal entry from someone a little bit sad, and little bit tired and a little bit too much hungover. Since when did water pack such a punch?]
It gave me a picture.
The Castle, I mean. If it's a him or a her I haven't seen evidence one way or the other. But for Christmas it gave me a picture. It's Mom and Dad, and me. Mamma and Daddy. Somehow writing it isn't the same as saying it. It's from high school graduation. Right before Daddy gave me my necklace. An apple for the apple of his eye.
I told him then if I was an apple then he was corn.
...it's one of the first things they took from me, in Pylea. On the table, before they put the collar on. And I couldn't do anything about it. It's gone, and it isn't coming back.
The thing is? I came back. Maybe a little bit different, a little bit more never the same? But I did come back. From Pylea,and the places I went to escape it.
I never thought I was going to be separated from them again. Not like the space from Texas to LA, but the kind that phone calls and letters and planes can't cross. I wasn't supposed to do this anymore.
I thought I was done getting lost.
And so many of them are here. Cordy. I missed her so much. Angel and Lorne. And Wesley. There's Wesley. But my folks aren't here, and looking at this picture the missing gets so big it feels like another body all together.
Before I went so far inside I forgot them. I even forgot my own name.
Now I can't seem to stop thinking about them.
And that somehow in me getting better?
It's made it worse.
It gave me a picture.
The Castle, I mean. If it's a him or a her I haven't seen evidence one way or the other. But for Christmas it gave me a picture. It's Mom and Dad, and me. Mamma and Daddy. Somehow writing it isn't the same as saying it. It's from high school graduation. Right before Daddy gave me my necklace. An apple for the apple of his eye.
I told him then if I was an apple then he was corn.
...it's one of the first things they took from me, in Pylea. On the table, before they put the collar on. And I couldn't do anything about it. It's gone, and it isn't coming back.
The thing is? I came back. Maybe a little bit different, a little bit more never the same? But I did come back. From Pylea,and the places I went to escape it.
I never thought I was going to be separated from them again. Not like the space from Texas to LA, but the kind that phone calls and letters and planes can't cross. I wasn't supposed to do this anymore.
I thought I was done getting lost.
And so many of them are here. Cordy. I missed her so much. Angel and Lorne. And Wesley. There's Wesley. But my folks aren't here, and looking at this picture the missing gets so big it feels like another body all together.
Before I went so far inside I forgot them. I even forgot my own name.
Now I can't seem to stop thinking about them.
And that somehow in me getting better?
It's made it worse.

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It's .... it just isn't the same for them. They miss them in different ways.
Do you miss yours?
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Have for centuries, every day.
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They miss where they weren't ever really there at all.
Centuries?
Fred
I'm er, 900 years old. Roughly.
Re: Someone she doesn't know their name yet ;)
He only knows yours because he stalks Wesley >>
Fred's Stalked a bit in her day. ;)
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But there's been a lot lost too.
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No matter what you gain, you have to give up something else.
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I'm sorry.
OOC: EEEEEEEsme.
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I've had experience in that area. I guess my parents sort of let me down, but that was a long time ago. I'm actually very blessed. My family is here with me.
[ooc: <33 I had to comment to someone from another vampire fandom and I looove Buffy/Angel.]
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...they're sort of hard, aren't they?
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I can appreciate literal. It's normally me that's being that way, though.
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Uh, you alright?
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How are you Faith?
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Least the castle gave you something besides a pain in the ass.
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You are my sunshine
My only sunshine
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Hi Lorne.
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